Falling In Love With The Grim Reaper

As soon as Chi Jiayan finished speaking on the stage, the people off the stage started arguing loudly and reacted fiercely.

Someone yelled at him: "Hey! Are you threatening us? Now is a society that values ​​the law, can you still force demolition? Is there any reason?"

Some people also said: "Where is that Mr. Zeng of yours! You let him speak out! What does it look like to find a child with delicate skin and tender flesh? Was he fooled by our bricks a few days ago?"

The local tyrant hid behind the assistant and Chi Jiayan, and Ling Xiao stood beside him, looking very timid.

Death wears a mask, and ordinary people can't see him at all.

Seeing the mess, he looked at Chi Jiayan without saying a word, the meaning in his eyes was unclear.

Chi Jiayan held the small trumpet in one hand, and wiped the nosebleeds with the other. When the audience chattered endlessly, he didn't make any noise, and said calmly, "It's not a threat. We won't demolish it by force." .If you don’t believe me, try it. But I advise you to get the compensation and leave. This city is so big, how can you not accommodate yourself?”

A woman cried out in a tearful voice: "We have lived here for most of our lives, and we have nowhere to live! Where are we going to start again when we are old? There are ten years left on the lease, and it was only made up at the beginning. Pay the rent!"

The entire area was rented out 20 years ago. The currency at that time was not the same as it is now, and the compensation according to the price in the contract was not enough for the tenants to start anew in this city.

Chi Jiayan knew this, but smiled: "That's your business too. If you can't start over, just give up. Why should others think about you?"

As soon as the words fell, someone threw an egg up, and it was about to hit Chi Jiayan in the face.

Witnessing this scene, the god of death stretched out his hand to pull Chi Jiayan, barely avoiding it.

Chi Jiayan was not frightened at all, and looked around the audience, as if wanting to find the culprit.

And Ling Xiao's brows furrowed imperceptibly.

"Yan Ling." He pulled Chi Jiayan back, "You can't accept this business."

The resentment is too heavy.

People who are shrouded in resentment all the year round will lose their lifespan.

Chi Jia said: "It's okay, brother, no one can hurt me."

At this moment, a boy in the crowd shouted: "Don't reason with this man! This man is a monster! He is a devil! He doesn't need to threaten or demolish him at all. Anyone who sees him will be in trouble!"

That boy looked to be about the same age as Chi Jiayan, with fair skin and good looks, wearing a pair of glasses was very refined.

It's a pity that he is wearing cheap goods, and his behavior is full of market atmosphere.

He speaks convincingly, but hides his head and hides behind the crowd, which is very shameless. Instead, it makes people associate with another word: gentle scum, cowardly and shameless.

Someone said: "Xiao He, do you know him?"

The boy didn't speak anymore, he was afraid that he would be the target of the public's criticism.

The god of death saw the strong dead air on the boy.

This person is no more than 24 hours away from death.

Is it a coincidence that the time of death is so close to the business that Chi Jiayan received this time?He came from the future, and it stands to reason that he should be able to see the moment of the boy's death, but he scanned his mind with his consciousness, but it was blank.

Not only did he see this strange coincidence, Ling Xiao naturally saw it too.

The two looked at each other, and Death shook his head.

The question... is it on the horoscope?

Chi Jiayan didn't know about this change, or in other words, even if he knew, he would just ignore it, and it didn't change that he was focusing on helping tigers.

Now he has long known that people in the world are not that pitiful.

"He Kangcheng, come out." He narrowed his eyes, "I saw you."

People were quiet for a while, and the boy named He Kangcheng had no choice but to come out.

"Chi Jiayan!" He Kangcheng said bravely, "Don't think that you can do whatever you want because you have a bit of demon power. Don't you think it's immoral for you to do this?"

"Well, I also feel that I am wicked." Chi Jiayan said pointedly, "Especially I have saved a villain like you. If I knew it earlier, I should have watched you be beaten to death."

He Kang was speechless, his face turned blue and white.

When others saw this, they would not take the grievances between students like He Kangcheng seriously, and continued to quarrel.

Chi Jiayan finally made a few conclusions, handed the microphone to the assistant, clapped his hands and prepared to leave.

The local tyrant followed behind him and asked repeatedly: "That's it? Is this the end of the matter?"

Chi Jia said, "That's right. It's over."

Local tyrant: "No - I said, you are doing this too easily. You want to charge me so much money, you have to let me rest assured, right? It is the high school student just now, the one named He! The most stubborn One of the residents has his family. His parents died early and his grandma is a disabled person. The family receives subsistence allowances and poverty subsidies. We can’t move him easily. Otherwise, you can go to his house with me and see him with your own eyes. I'm relieved if I agree."

Chi Jiayan stood still in the sun, his skin showing the milky whiteness that only young people have.

His appearance is indeed eye-catching, but he is like a white rose with thorns. Anyone who tries to underestimate him will be stabbed until he bleeds.

The local tyrant felt a chug in his heart, and felt a chill in broad daylight.

Chi Jiayan didn't really want to go.

He doesn't need to do these extra efforts.

Ling Xiao said, "Go there."

Chi Jiayan became docile again, and said obediently: "Okay. Brother, you can do whatever you want."

grim Reaper:"……"

He didn't want to go with them, and he was invisible again, so he stayed where he was and prepared to contact Lucheng.

He wanted to see if He Kangcheng's death was related to Chi Jiayan, and apparently Ling Xiao thought so too.

Lu Cheng's voice was bluffing in his consciousness, and he could faintly hear the soul-devouring beasts uttering human words. It seemed that he had a lot more work recently.

The loss of contact with the horoscope caused the gods to be unable to receive instructions in this world, and could only follow the rules of the past to follow one step at a time.

"Lord Lingxiao, wait a minute, I'll look through the file." Lu Cheng muttered, "It's so annoying, we all returned to the original state when the fate chart crashed, and now everything has to be processed manually, which is simply inefficient... Is it Kang Cheng? Ah, I remember, it seems to be the one who bullied our Jiajia some time ago."

Lu Cheng and Chi Jiayan also occasionally get in touch.

Chi Jiayan has no friends, so even if it is Lu Cheng, he still cherishes the opportunity to get along.

It's a pity that in Lu Cheng's eyes, even if he has a special relationship with Yanling, he is just a human being with a short lifespan. In addition, the god of death has not appeared by this Yanling's side for several years, so his sense of freshness is also limited. Lighten up, go less.However, he still understood this matter.

The god of death didn't speak, and Lu Cheng could talk for a day by himself.

He was used to enduring this noise.

"This kind of person is finally going to die. He deserves it..." Lu Cheng said to himself, flipping through the file, "Last time I saw our Jiajia with a bruised nose and a swollen face, crying alone on the way home under heavy rain. Oh my god, tsk tsk , Revenge for kindness, who will the heavens spare... Most of the human beings are really not good things. I said Master Lingxiao, why did you suddenly think of asking this person, no, you are going to see Jiajia again now?"

The Grim Reaper let out an "um", quite indifferently.

"Eh? I thought you guys lost contact. Didn't you leave a token of breaking up? Why are you back again..."

"Lu Cheng," said the god of death coldly, "don't talk nonsense."

Lu Chengren was not in front of the god of death, so he became more courageous, and said confidently: "What nonsense! That mask! You gave him all the broken masks! He drew pictures on the mask, and I will accompany him with the paint." I went to buy it!"

Reaper felt his brain hurt.

The past self threw away the mask as trash, but was that boy picked it up?

This is really... there are loopholes everywhere!

Such a thoughtless and weak person, is he really another self?

Death couldn't believe it.

"Have you turned it over yet?" He pressed his temple, interrupting Lu Cheng's unrestrained imagination.

Lu Cheng was finally quiet for dozens of seconds before saying: "Well, here it is. This He Kangcheng is 19 years old, um... committed suicide by jumping off a building. The time is today. It seems that we will meet soon, Master Ling Xiao."

The God of Death was not interested in discussing this with Lu Cheng, so he cut off the communication in his consciousness without mercy.

He followed Chi Jiayan and the others by following his breath, but saw a dream-like scene from afar.

The self on this timeline——Ling Xiao, actually carried that Yanling on his back.

It has never happened in thousands of years to personally carry a human on your back in public!

Seeing him coming, Ling Xiao said calmly: "How is it?"

The local tyrant and his assistant thought he was talking to Chi Jiayan, and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Chi, we don't know about your injury. Seeing your complexion is so bad, I thought it was because your skin was white. Fortunately, there is Your brother is here, so there is no delay."

They walked quickly because of their impatience, their concern was also fake, and they passed the corner of the stairs first in a blink of an eye.

The god of death gave Ling Xiao a cold look, but didn't speak.

He found that he was always very reticent in front of his other self.

In human terms, there are really too many slots.

Chi Jiayan's face was pressed against the back of Ling Xiao's neck, and the coolness brought by the skin-to-skin contact made him feel very comfortable in the hot weather.He didn't seem to be able to see the dissatisfaction of the god of death, and put his arms around Ling Xiao's neck with an innocent face, as if he was afraid of falling.

And Ling Xiao didn't realize that the posture was too intimate, he supported Chi Jiayan with his big hand, very serious.

"I lost a lot of blood a few days ago, and I suddenly became dizzy, so I asked my brother to carry me." Chi Jiayan explained softly to the god of death.

The heat of his words pressed against Ling Xiao's earlobe.

Reaper noticed that his pale lips turned out to be diamond-shaped, and there was even a lip bead.

"Brother, you are so kind." Chi Jiayan showed his dimples, "It doesn't matter which brother you are. You will protect me and love me. I haven't experienced this feeling for a long time... Last time I was betrayed I walked around when I was very young, and only my dad did it. Now it’s like going back to my childhood, which is great.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Xiao's earlobes turned red quickly.

The sharp numbness caused by the hot breath while speaking seemed to pass to him through another self——Ling Xiao.The Grim Reaper had never felt this kind of feeling before, the almost static heart with a slow beating frequency shook slightly.

Ling Xiao, who had the same feeling, also stopped in his tracks.

He lowered his eyelashes, as if watching the road carefully in case he fell.

"Come down." Death's tone suddenly dropped to freezing point, "Come down immediately."

He looked at Chi Jiayan without any emotion.

The cold air quickly spread through the corridors.